1AN: So, i really do want reviews on this... so i'm going to take it slow. This is ch. 2 of 7. They are really short chapters, this being probably the longest. let me know what you think!
Life, my life, became normal. I lived wrapped in a splendor I couldn't describe. I needed no food, no sleep, no drink. I was full. Always. I don't remember ever feeling angry, or even sad. Nothing changed. I could, though, remember what it was to only be in darkness, if for such a short time. I thought endlessly over what I would do if I lost them… if I lost access to my light, my beacon, my all. I lived to do as they pleased, to make them happy. I didn't want anything else! How could I?
Some days, I merely walked with them. Talking, sometimes to a deep, beautiful voice that seemed to be just like me, and sometimes to a completely other tone, perhaps more like the others, those that had so many limbs I could barely see their faces. It was wonderful to hear their plans, to hear of the new creations that were beginning to be built. It was wonderful when they told me about time.
Imagine, Luc, if we made creatures that lived in days, not forever. We could see whole stories stretched out, yet they would live in their now. And we would live among them, guide them while letting them make their own choices. How wonderful would that be!
"But what if they made the wrong choices?" I asked then, not thinking about the wonders that time could bring to us and these new things, "What if they didn't want to know you?"
A moment came and a great sadness overcame me.
Then we would let them choose not to. They would be able to choose… they would not be slaves.
Like I am?
It was a thought… a mere thought and I disregarded it. I loved how I felt around them… I loved being who I was.
"Where will you begin?" 'When' I didn't know.
With the stars.
I felt I knew what they meant. I felt so sure about it, about their plan. I was wrong. Praises later, they showed me a sea of vast darkness, darkness that surrounded us, but was separate from us. They spoke unto it and I ran. I was afraid of what would happen.
I asked them if I could see what was next and they brought me back to the edge of the darkness that was everywhere but not with us. It was full of light, reflections of where we were reflections of them. Mere pinpricks, but I grew to like this darkness that was but was not with us better. I stayed with them through the next step and my eyes grew wide as they spoke and great huge balls appeared in the darkness that was but not with us. They were making worlds!
"How?" I breathed them in and out.
How did we make you?
I frowned, now unsure, and felt a sudden mirth erupt from them. It was amused mirth, not mocking, not mean, loving.
I asked if I could visit the worlds. They told me that I was always there with the worlds; we all were. I didn't want that… I wanted to go…
"Please?"
I knew that if they said no, I would live with that. If it was not what they willed, I would not counter that. I hoped they would let me go and explore the new worlds that were in the darkness that was not with us. I hoped.
There you will feel time. You will feel aging that does not touch you. It is not like here. We will not be as present. You will know us, but not speak with us.
I froze, "You… you won't be there?" I whispered, now afraid for those creatures that may soon live in the worlds.
We are everywhere and every time. We are there. You will not hear us.
"Will I be able to get back?"
We will show you how, if u wish.
"I do."
They opened something and I slipped through into the darkness that was but was not with them.